Timothy Charles Buckley III (February 14, 1947 – June 29, 1975) was an experimental vocalist and performer who incorporated jazz, psychedelia, funk, soul, and avant-garde rock, in a short career spanning the late 1960s and early 1970s, ending with his death at age 28 from an alcohol-heroin overdose.
Buckley often regarded his tenor voice as an instrument, a talent most noticeable on his albums Happy Sad, Lorca, and Starsailor. His first marriage was to Mary Guibert, with whom he had a child, musician Jeff Buckley.
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Pleasant Street - by Tim Buckley Album - Happy Sad
EmEm7 You don't remember what to say Cmaj7Em You don't remember what to do EmEm7 You don't remember where to go Cmaj7Em You don't remember what to choose EmEm7Cmaj7EmEm7Cmaj7Em You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down, down, down, down
Chorus: G All the stony people B7 Walking 'round in Christian licorice clothes Em I can't hesitate GEmEm7Cmaj7Em And I can't wait For Pleasant Street
EmEm7Cmaj7Em The sunshine reminds you of concreted skies EmEm7Cmaj7Em You thought you were flying but you opened your eyes EmEm7Cmaj7Em And you found yourself falling back to yesterday's lies EmEm7CmajEm Hello, Pleasant Street, you know she's back again EmEm7Cmaj7EmEm7Cmaj7Em You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down, down, down, down
(Chorus) EmEm7Cmaj7Em At twilight your lover comes to your room EmEm7Cmaj7Em He'll spin you, he'll weave you 'round his emerald loom EmEm7Cmaj7Em And softly you'll whisper all around his ear EmEm7Cmaj7Em "Sweet lover, I love Pleasant Street EmEm7Cmaj7EmEm7Cmaj7Em I wheel, I steal, I feel my way down to kneel. down, down, down, down
(Chorus)
You don't remember what to say You don't remember what to do You don't remember which way to go You don't remember who to choose You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down, down, down down
***************** submitted by Gary Sokolow ****************** The chords figuring is all my work and corrections are welcome *************** at [email protected] ************************